Dean sat on the pull-out couch in the hotel room thinking about what had taken place only hours ago. He'd had a big fight with Taylor and she hadn't spoken to him since. He'd actually hardly seen her since then. She'd spent at least an hour in the bathroom with the water running. Dean knew she wanted him to think she was taking a shower but he knew she'd been crying. Every other time he tried to talk to her again she just glared coldly at him and locked herself in her room with Sam. He felt really bad about what had happened but he just wished she'd understand that he was just looking out for her and didn't want anything bad to happen to her.

"Dean," A voice woke him out of his thoughts and he snapped his head around to see Sam come out of his and Taylor's room, looking over at him. "You ready to go?"

Dean knew that Sam meant the hunt they'd be starting today. They were going to go to the lake where the drownings took place and investigate; maybe even ask a few families about what happened. The only difference was that Taylor insisted on coming and wouldn't let anyone tell her differently. Dean guessed she was still getting ready in her room.

"Yeah," Dean responded after a few seconds, pushing himself off of the couch. He pulled his leather jacket on and ran his hand through his hair as he walked over to where Sam stood. Just then Taylor opened the door and walked out, refusing to make eye contact with either of them. She wore an emerald green hoodie, dark wash jeans and chocolate brown clogs. Her long dark hair was in its usual style but her face looked a little flushed as if she'd recently been crying. Dean stopped himself from apologizing again to Taylor since he knew it was pointless and followed her and Sam out the door.

By the time Dean pulled the Impala up to Lake Redding, a half an hour had passed and police cars and mini vans crowded the small parking lot. Police were still searching the area for the bodies that were still missing and Dean guessed that the mini vans were the victim's families'. A few mothers stood together crying while the victims' siblings sat at some of the picnic tables silently, looking like they were deep in thought.

Dean, Sam and Taylor walked over to the crying mothers and they immediately tried to get themselves together and wiped their stray tears, turning towards them.

"Who are you?" A blonde mother asked as she wiped a tear off that was sliding down her cheek.

"I'm Dean," Dean started and then pointed to Sam and Taylor. "And this is my brother Sam and my girlfriend Taylor." He felt Taylor's glare on the back of his head when he said, "girlfriend," but tried to ignore it and continued. "We're here to help solve this case." Some of the mothers looked hopeful, even a tad cheerful, while some still seemed suspicious.

"I think the police can take care of it," A brunette mother said a little rudely and looked away from Sam, Dean and Taylor as if they didn't matter.

"I think they can use all the help they can get," Sam pointed out as they turned to see one of the policemen leaning towards the water too far and falling in. The other officer he was with quickly pulled him out and tried to dry him off.

"We're just trying to help you find out what happened to your kids," Taylor pointed out and Sam and Dean both stared at her. It was the first time she'd talked since at least last night so it was a little strange to hear her voice again. She still avoided Dean's eyes.

"Well," the blonde mother started, seeming to agree with them. "I guess more help couldn't hurt." Then she broke into sobs. "Anything to find out what happened to my Maddie." A few of the other mothers hugged her while Sam, Dean and Taylor gave sympathetic looks and started off towards the lake.

"So, where should we start?" Sam asked after a few minutes of walking, looking out to the huge lake.

"I think we should split up and use our EMF scanners to see if there's anything weird going on around here," Dean suggested and Sam nodded in agreement. Dean looked at Taylor but she immediately looked away so he suggested she go with Sam and he go alone.

"So, how will we know once there's something going on?" Taylor asked a few minutes later as she and Sam walked around the lake. He held the EMF scanner out towards the lake and so far it wasn't picking up much.

"The EMF scanner will start flashing red and making this loud noise," Sam informed her and she nodded. "Trust me, you'll know." Taylor chuckled as they continued to walk.

"So, did you find anything?" Sam asked Dean once they met up again around an hour later.

"Not much," Dean admitted. "It went off a few times the closer I got to the lake but I wasn't about to go diving in to check it out if you know what I mean." Sam laughed while Taylor looked away, crossing her arms over her chest coldly.

"I don't know if whatever it is would go for you anyway, Dean." Sam pointed out a few moments later. "It seems to have a liking to kids. It didn't do anything when that cop fell in." Dean nodded seeing his point.

"Were there any witnesses to any of the drownings?" Dean wondered aloud.

"On the report on the news they said that one of the victims' siblings had seen the whole thing but wasn't sure to do. She's been speechless since, probably baffled by whatever she saw," Taylor told them and Sam and Dean immediately looked over to the picnic tables where the siblings sat. One stood out in particular. None of them were talking except for a few that were hugging each other and whispering words of comforts into each other's ears. A little girl who looked around the age of 9 with long blonde hair and wide blue eyes sat alone at a picnic table staring out to the lake, looking deep in thought. Sam and Dean looked at each other and knew that had to be the girl.

Sam and Dean started walking to the picnic tables when Taylor grabbed them both by the arm. "Sorry, did you miss the part where I said she's been speechless since the drowning?" Taylor asked them and Sam and Dean looked at each other.

"Hey, maybe we can get her to talk," Dean said optimistically but Taylor gave him a doubtful look.

"She won't even talk to her own family. You really think she's going to talk to you?" Taylor asked negatively and Dean shot her a look.

"Well, it's worth a try," Dean trailed off, looking down at the ground.

"Hey, maybe she has a connection with the deaths like that kid from Lake Manitoc, Wisconsin?" Sam suggested and Dean nodded, seeing that idea was possible.

"But why would she drown her own brother?" Taylor asked and Sam and Dean realized her point.

"Maybe he wouldn't share his crayons," Dean joked with a laugh and Taylor and Sam shot him a glare.

"This isn't the time to be joking, Dean," Taylor snapped coldly at him. Dean looked at her with a small smile, glad that she was talking to him again, even if she was still not technically being her usual peppy self.

"Look, I say we go back to a library or something and research all the drownings that have happened at this lake. Maybe we'll get a lead on what's doing all of this," Sam suggested after a few moments of awkward silence between the 3. They all nodded and drove away from Lake Redding.

"Find anything?" Dean asked from across the library. The old librarian glared coldly at him and put her index finger to her lips signaling him to be quiet. He smiled innocently and she walked away.

"There's been a few accidental drownings in the last 50 years," Sam started, staring at the websites he was looking through. "But nothing sounds 'angry spirit' material." Sam used air quotes around angry spirit.

"One did sound a little weird though," Sam admitted and Dean walked over to the computer at the local library Sam sat at and looked at the screen. "There's one that happened only around 10 years ago. The whole family was asleep when it happened except for the father and obviously the daughter who drowned. He claimed he was watching TV downstairs and that his daughter, Kristi was going out for a swim and when she didn't come back when she said she was going to he went out to look for her. He says he couldn't find her anywhere and when they searched the lake the next day they didn't find a body." Dean's eyes widened at the story, definitely seeing how this sounded a bit weird.

"So, are you thinking that the dad might have had something to do with this?" Dean asked, looking at his younger brother. Taylor sat at a table around 30 feet away looking through old newspapers.

"The victim's brother did admit she'd had a huge fight with her dad before she went to swim. She said she needed to cool off and that was the last they heard from her." Sam informed him.

"And the police didn't find this weird?" Dean asked, a little shocked on why he and his brother could see this case was a bit out of the ordinary and the police wouldn't.

"Actually they questioned the father right after this newspaper came out but they said his story checked out fine and nothing else has been done about it." Sam told Dean and he shook his head, not believing what he was hearing.

"Does this family live around here?" Dean asked.

"Yeah, only about fifteen minutes from the lake, why?" Sam asked curiously, looking up at Dean.

"We're having a talk with this dad tomorrow," Dean told him and walked back to the computer he was sitting at.

"Dean," Sam started uneasily, then lowered his voice and walked over to Dean once he saw the librarian glaring at him. "I'm sure this guy hasn't been questioned in at least 10 years and I don't think he's just going to admit to murdering his daughter."

"What is with all the negativity today?" Dean said looking at Sam and then across the library at Taylor. Sam laughed and Dean turned back to his computer. "Look, this may be the lead we've been looking for and I'm not going to just give up because you don't think he'll want to talk to about it. No one will, but we still have to try, Sam." Dean looked right into Sam's eyes and Sam knew that Dean wasn't giving up on this that easily. Sam finally nodded and walked back over to his computer to gather his things.